In my mind,
The happiest place,
Is where love from other people is
And moves to-
I think alone but move
With the crowd,
And therefore I am
A forgettable person.
It’s freeing
To be forgotten
But it’s lonely too.
And the forgettable people are the ones that don’t let you atone.
I promise,
I’ll never make you feel as I do
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Author:
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